Ravindra Savarna (
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savetheearth2013-07-16 05:23 pm
[Alex/Ravi] - what is my life
Who: Ravi & Alex; 2nd thread open to LSR staff
What: ~*Vermini Swarm*~
When: July 17th, Wednesday
Where: Ravi's apartment; 2nd thread @ LSR clinic
Ravi tried not to think very hard about what was going on. He accepted the presence of the network in his life, and he accepted the strange memories the same way he might accept an oddly realistic dream. He didn't try to analyze them, or figure out why they were there, or rationalize them away with logic. He might question the holes in any explanations presented to him, but that was just to make sure the holes were holes. Maybe it was all real, or maybe he was just slowly going crazy, but it seemed unwise to settle on either conclusion just yet.
That perspective had proven difficult for Alex to understand, so he'd avoided discussing it ever since their fight the week before. He'd opted for the time-honoured tradition of pretending everything was perfectly normal and there was nothing weird whatsoever about this new standard in his life.
Wednesday evening saw him out on the balcony of his second-story apartment, smoking a cigarette and leaning on the railing to look out over the unimpressive view he had of the property behind the apartment complex. Maybe he was trying to spot Gomez on his way back. Mostly he was just letting his thoughts clear and trying to de-stress a little.
What: ~*Vermini Swarm*~
When: July 17th, Wednesday
Where: Ravi's apartment; 2nd thread @ LSR clinic
Ravi tried not to think very hard about what was going on. He accepted the presence of the network in his life, and he accepted the strange memories the same way he might accept an oddly realistic dream. He didn't try to analyze them, or figure out why they were there, or rationalize them away with logic. He might question the holes in any explanations presented to him, but that was just to make sure the holes were holes. Maybe it was all real, or maybe he was just slowly going crazy, but it seemed unwise to settle on either conclusion just yet.
That perspective had proven difficult for Alex to understand, so he'd avoided discussing it ever since their fight the week before. He'd opted for the time-honoured tradition of pretending everything was perfectly normal and there was nothing weird whatsoever about this new standard in his life.
Wednesday evening saw him out on the balcony of his second-story apartment, smoking a cigarette and leaning on the railing to look out over the unimpressive view he had of the property behind the apartment complex. Maybe he was trying to spot Gomez on his way back. Mostly he was just letting his thoughts clear and trying to de-stress a little.

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It was a swarm of Vermini and they appeared to be paying a personal "fuck you" to Ravi's attempt to de-stress.
The Vermini on either side continued scaling the side of the building while those that had come directly from below tried to scale the railing. Quite a number of them spilled throw the gaps and onto the balcony floor, skittering this way and that -- some into the potted plants and others less 'blessed' slamming into the glass door.
Meanwhile, Alex was in the shower and blissfully unaware of any of this nonsense -- at least, until he got hit with the familiar sensation of an Echo.
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Somewhere in the peripheral of his consciousness he noted the black mass encroaching over the bar of the railing. It was another second or so before he snapped out of his fugue and realized what he was looking at. He recoiled with a startled cry, shock and then disgust coming over his features. It went right back to shock when he realized that the cockroach-sized things swarming his balcony were not in fact cockroaches, or indeed any other sort of recognizable insect. They reminded him of an illustrated storybook's depiction of fairies--the dangerous kind.
And they were everywhere. Holy fuck.
Rather than stick around to get a better look, take a picture, try to catch one, basically confirm their existence at all--he instead dropped his cigarette and staggered a quick retreat to the balcony door, which he threw open, slid through, and slammed shut. He pressed his back against the glass, eyes wide, breaths heaving.
Yup. Crazy. He was definitely, without a doubt, crazy. Because he did not want to live in a world where that kind of thing happened for real.
"Alex?" he called out, a note of desperate panic to his voice.
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Under running water in a closed room, Alex didn't hear Ravi at all. He smothered his face with his hand and dragged it down, wondering what had prompted the Echo.
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"Alex!" he called again, louder this time. But he could hear the shower running and he realized it wouldn't be heard. He ran to the bathroom and gave the door three solid bangs, glancing down the hall over his shoulder as though fearing the creatures had followed him in and would be coating the walls now. They weren't. It wasn't as much a relief as he'd have liked.
What could Alex even do about this? He didn't know. He wasn't thinking in practical terms right now. He was panicked and all he knew was that Alex had been a part of this longer than he had and might have some explanations. Even if not, the mere presence of another human being could ground him and be the difference between calming down and escalating into a panic attack.
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What if the Echo had been caused by one of those Cousin Its?
"What?" he asked, pulling the door open. He looked not at Ravi, but past him for any signs of danger, but the position of the bathroom didn't afford him anything but the hallway and their bedroom doors. He turned his attention onto Ravi instead, brows pinched in concern. "What happened?"
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Rather than try to explain, Ravi grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the living room. Once they were there, he flung an arm out to indicate the balcony.
...There was nothing out there. Not even the slightest hint of the gigantic swarm he'd seen just seconds ago. He stared at the empty balcony, dismay and confusion overtaking his face.
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He stared at the balcony that had been so dramatically indicated, then glanced at Ravi. From his expression, Alex could tell something else was amiss.
"Was something out there?"
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When the heartbeat of an Echo had resounded in him, his own heart had begun to slow. Now it was still.
He lost consciousness.
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at LSR Clinic
He didn't take the lead, not wanting to increase his metabolic rate any more than necessary out of some bizarre and wholly irrational feeling that if it rose too high, he might just keel over for real this time. Resigned, he followed Ravi inside the clinic.
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That knot in his chest had resolved itself into a strange and unfamiliar warmth behind his heart. He wasn't sure whether to be worried about it or not. It wasn't painful, it was just sort of there. The closest he could think to describe it was the feeling of drinking hot cocoa on an empty stomach on a cold winter morning, that kind of gentle warmth from inside.
Maybe it was cancer. Who fucking knew with cancer, right? They were walking into a clinic anyway, he could ask the doctor to take a quick listen and let him know if it seemed like he was about to keel over.
It was easier not to worry about it when he had Alex to worry about instead. He focused on that, for now.
He led them inside, holding the door open for Alex and entering behind him.
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On Anthony's part, that made him feel significantly better for asking her to take him through the Dead District on short notice with the sky beginning to get dark, his own now-accustomed ease at the start of sunset aside.
They stopped. Anthony pulled the handle on the car door and stepped out on stiff legs with a backwards shuffle to do justice to a thank-you, and, with a humble nod and smile, closed it, made his way to the door.
He found himself pausing to inspect the door. He gave the handle a rattle, to test that it was unlocked. He wasn't afraid, or even worried, distinctly. Alex had reported that his heart had stopped and he was fine for it; with that assurance he was at a loss for anything to adhere anything clearer than uneasiness.
He was certainly curious - if morbidly so.
Finally he gave the door a more decisive push and edged into the interior of the clinic, head uncertainly down and eyes scanning for presence - tensing chill; please, let there not be anyone "else" here...
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He glanced up when he heard someone enter, but only briefly. Not long enough to take note of any of Anthony's particular oddities, just long enough to note rough shape and apparent gender. His gaze returned immediately to the floor, but he was listening.
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On the glance, something inside Anthony jumped and he had the thought in a flicker that he should've come in with his hood on - once eyes were off him he pulled it over and turned with shoulders tensed and back further defensively slouched to face parallel to the wall, keep his face partly hidden.
Sense then had room to work in. There was only that one unrecognized car in front of the clinic. Alex had said as much that he was being given a ride.
Anthony turned his head half to the seated man, angled a bit for caution although he had no idea what effect it'd have for obscurity from the man's position.
"Excuse me... -- Are you - Vin?" Slight vibration of nerves. "By any chance."
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There was a slight hint of distaste on his face at the nickname. Alex was the only person he allowed to call him Vin. Unfortunately, that meant anybody who knew him through Alex only knew him by that nickname.
"Ravindra," he corrected. "You're a friend of Alex?"
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"I -- am. ...My name's Anthony -- " Timid, reflexive little twitch of a smile and nod and turn to face Ravindra further in just a few degrees. His hand darted up to pull his hood on more firmly on one side, to compensate, in a bit of a fidget; he paid it no conscious attention.
" -- Alex - sent me a message -- telling me what happened." Eyes floated to one wall, then the one adjacent it, then he willed them back in the vague direction of Alex's friend. "That's why I'm here -- if it's all right."
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Anthony. Usually he repeated a name to try to commit it to memory, but he didn't bother tonight, which meant he'd probably forget the boy's name in a few minutes.
"He is being seen right now," Ravi explained, glancing toward the door that led to the exam rooms. It was even softer than his usual tone of voice, slightly mumbled. In conjunction with his accent, it may have been easy for the words to get lost between hearing and understanding.
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He hadn't indeed consciously caught the exact words spoken - but the expression was clear, and gave him a fresh stir of misgiving; he hadn't been asked to nor had he announced that he would make it here. As long as the case was as it was - the person for whose sake it was couldn't approve it - as far as anyone was concerned he really shouldn't be here.
Here he was, then, to hold fast and wait - alone within the presence of someone from whom he had little to no idea what was and should remain secret. Sense continued to float and condense - Ravindra obviously knew the cause of what had brought them here. To assume anything of a person whose name and face he couldn't seem to draw from on the network still felt too much like creeping blind through a fog.
Anthony considered a couple of testing questions and let them all go before they could be worded - didn't know what would be too vague or too damning. His will for now left him doing nothing but turning around, and pacing along the wall the opposite way before leaning against it on his shoulder in move to make himself respectfully unobtrusive - he'd wound up with his back mostly to Ravindra, in fact, for some uncertain sense of security while restlessness dragged his attention to the door, to the center of the lobby, back to the other side, and to the door again...
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Pff sorry if this tag's awkwardly-written - got sidetracked!
no worries
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'Scuse me, attempting to come up with a panache-ful way to say "MEA MAXIMA CULPA" that's escaping me
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And then they drove off into the night.
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-- and found none.
Shit. Hadn't circulation been restored? He spared just a moment to glance at Ravi, questioning, but only a moment.
"Get his shirt off," he instructed, going for the defibrillator and charging it.
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"Whoa, whoa, whoa, no," he said, pushing himself up, one hand held up in the universal 'hold up' sign. His eagerness to avoid the defibrillator was so great he hadn't thought to move slowly for his fractured ribs and paid the price with a momentary spike in pain--
-- that would be nothing compared to the kick that machine would give him if they actually used it. That was all the motivation he needed to suck it up and quickly say, "No defib. I am way too awake for that. No."
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And yet a smaller place than he'd expected.
Nobody could blame Strider if he failed to recognize Ravindra. The last time they'd met, Sergeant Savarna had a crew cut, a clean shave, and a set of DCUs on. When Strider failed to show recognition, Ravi opted not to say anything. There would be time later. Right now, the focus needed to be on Alex; he wouldn't distract from that.
When Strider went for the defibrillator, Ravi winced. He set a hand on Alex's shoulder, encouraging him to lay back down. He wouldn't argue if Strider thought it might work, but he should probably have the full picture first. "He hasn't had a pulse for at least fifteen minutes now."
Yeah, Alex, he straight-up lied when you were leaving the house. He'll admit that now.
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Aaron looked from one of them to the other, mouth pressing shut as he set the defibrillator back down. "When you went into cardiac arrest," he said, turning to Alex, "did you experience an unusual sensation beforehand? A feeling of hollow-ness, and a pulse through your whole body?"
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Resisting Ravi's encouragement to lie down, Alex turned his incredulous look on him, betrayed. It might have been funny except that it wasn't. How the fuck could he even be thinking about how the fuck this was even possible if he didn't have a pulse?
With great reluctance, he turned his attention back to Aaron when he spoke, lips pressing together in a thin line.
"Yes. Well, no. Before. But basically, yes." He thumbed at Ravindra. "He saw something on the balcony."
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The question--the description, more specifically--sparked recognition in him. He'd felt it too, right before he'd noticed the bugs, or...whatever they were. So far, for him, that feeling had always been accompanied by a memory, so he hadn't yet connected it to the physical sensation of the warmth in his chest.
The fact that Dr. Strider knew about those did explain why Alex had insisted on being seen here instead of a hospital.
Alex's response threw the burden of conversation onto Ravi. He picked it up and elaborated. "It was a large number of small black things, like bugs but..." An uncertain pause; it sounded crazy and he knew it. "Human shaped."
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